Getting Clean
Corey stumbled into hell that night, didn’t he? Time warp that detoxification brings.
The next morning will be better though. Please.
More like a maze of sensory input than a straight fiery hell.
Must be the carnival setting. I’m still recovering from a trip to Sesame Place 5 years ago. This story was déjà-vu practically
I love carnivals. Ooops. Now I gotta send you a link to one of my movies , set in Detroit's greatest and never forgotten underground carnival.
Yes!
https://youtu.be/8m5kwtS6J48?feature=shared
Great short.
You really know how to take a hit.
Well done!
A little knowledge, indeed.
Thanks J/S. Timing those takes some practice. Always fun though
powerful stuff
I really thought I brought enough to it that I could make a living off it. On that note, I’m going on an airport run.
You realize this only adds to your bonafides…
Crazy story but you gotta do what you gotta do to do what you promise to do!
Especially to yourself
I’ve smelled like loss myself. I hope Corey gets there.
I've smelled like a bunch of intangible stuff.
Oh hell no he’s riding the unicorn tonight!
I think, my friend, you just ordered a Rashomon of this.story.
I love the momentum this story has. And it’s terribly unsettling, which I also love.
Thank you. That's a massive compliment because unsettled is exactly how I felt writing it.
Agree!!
Your protagonists do love to ride the ragged edge of disaster!!
Yeah, they often operate on the fringes of both society and sanity
Screaming children and a Merry-Go-Round what a combination! Then add a recovering support team, I hope he got to ride the unicorn.❤️
Thanks Carol!
The best part for me was the ever-changing impression Corey had of the beer tent. You are a clever writer, indeed. I confess: I had to read it twice to fully comprehend it. Maybe I need a meeting---or a drink.
You know which one I recommend
Corey stumbled into hell that night, didn’t he? Time warp that detoxification brings.
The next morning will be better though. Please.
More like a maze of sensory input than a straight fiery hell.
Must be the carnival setting. I’m still recovering from a trip to Sesame Place 5 years ago. This story was déjà-vu practically
I love carnivals. Ooops. Now I gotta send you a link to one of my movies , set in Detroit's greatest and never forgotten underground carnival.
Yes!
https://youtu.be/8m5kwtS6J48?feature=shared
Great short.
You really know how to take a hit.
Well done!
A little knowledge, indeed.
Thanks J/S. Timing those takes some practice. Always fun though
powerful stuff
I really thought I brought enough to it that I could make a living off it. On that note, I’m going on an airport run.
You realize this only adds to your bonafides…
Crazy story but you gotta do what you gotta do to do what you promise to do!
Especially to yourself
I’ve smelled like loss myself. I hope Corey gets there.
I've smelled like a bunch of intangible stuff.
Oh hell no he’s riding the unicorn tonight!
I think, my friend, you just ordered a Rashomon of this.story.
I love the momentum this story has. And it’s terribly unsettling, which I also love.
Thank you. That's a massive compliment because unsettled is exactly how I felt writing it.
Agree!!
Your protagonists do love to ride the ragged edge of disaster!!
Yeah, they often operate on the fringes of both society and sanity
Screaming children and a Merry-Go-Round what a combination! Then add a recovering support team, I hope he got to ride the unicorn.❤️
Thanks Carol!
The best part for me was the ever-changing impression Corey had of the beer tent. You are a clever writer, indeed. I confess: I had to read it twice to fully comprehend it. Maybe I need a meeting---or a drink.
You know which one I recommend